Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
shadesong
  • Mood: exhausted
For six months. I could not sleep.
With insomnia, nothing is real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.
When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep and you're never really awake.
-- Fight Club
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